One of my earliest memories as a child concerns a time when I was about 7 years old. My mum was struggling on her own with six demanding young children and we were living in a damp flat in a decrepit tenement building which stood near the Tennent’s Brewery in Glasgow’s east end. I recall one dark, winter’s night when the money had run out and the cupboard literally was bare...
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